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Wow! I guess it being summer actually makes it easier to update, not harder. A lot of people have been bringing this up, that Hedwig was dead but taking letters to people. That is kind of messed up. So let's just say that Hedwig died and Harry was using somone else's Hedwig to send those letters/ I don't know it's something. READ REVIEW ENJOY!
I woke the next morning troubled by the images of last night. I didn't want to trouble Severus with them. Besides he would just bug me about Occulumency. Speaking of Severus I noticed he wasn't in bed. I slowly sat up and pulled a robe over my shoulders. I was surprised that I hadn't been hit by a way of nausea yet.
I found Severus in the room with the long dinning table drinking a cup of black coffee. I noticed that he had the Daily Prophet spread out across the shining table. I walked over ot him, pecked him on the cheek and sat down next to him.
"Whatcha doing?" I asked him, as if it wasn't obvious.
"What do you think, Harry?" He said annoyed.
"Sooorry. Didn't mean to get on your bad side." I said and folded my arms across my chest. I stuck my bottom lip out as far as it would go. I wanted to see what Severus was doing but I refused to look at him.
"I'm waiting Harry." He said, knowing I would crack any minute. My lips twitched at the corners, pulling it into a smile. I finally turned my head and look at him.
"Fine, you won. What are you going to do?" I asked and smiled playfully at him. He sat down his coffee and walked over. He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Anything I want to, Mr. Potter." It sent shivers running through my body. I leaned up and captured his lips with my own. I ran my fingers through his wet hair and pulled his face closer.
He pulled my up from the chair, our lips still connected, and brought us into another guest room. How many guest rooms did this man I have? I asked myself. I was quickly pulled away from that question as I felt lips on my neck. I leaned my head back, giving him more access.
He walked us back to the bed and pushed me back onto it. I scooted up on the bed, me and Severus never breaking contact. We both only had robes and boxer son so discarding the little clothes we had took no time at all. I felt a long finger at my entrance and a sudden question entered my head, could I have sex while I was pregnant? If Severus was going to do it to me, he obviously thought it was fine and wouldn't hurt our children.
After my lover had three finger in me he removed them and placed something much more desirable in me. I arched into him and tried to touch as much of him as I could. He placed his lips against my jaw as I got used to the feeling. After a few moments of him being idle I got used to it.
"Se-severus please." I begged him. I could feel him smile and he pulled out slowly, then pushed back in. My breath became more ragged, and my body had a thin layer of sweat. My hands grasped his back and his lips found mine. there was a swirling sensation in my stomach, at first I thought it was the morning sickness, but then I came and knew it wasn't. Severus reached his peak right after me.
After he had pulled out he got under the covers and got me under them too. After our breathing returned to normal Severus laid on his stomach and placed one leg across mine. He placed his hand on my stomach and gently rubbed it. He placed a kiss on my temple. I put my arm under his head and placed my other hand on top of his.
"I love you Harry." He whispered against my hair.
"I love you too Severus." I said and a few tears found their way out of my eyes.
I was standing in the back of a dark dungeon with torches as the only light. There were many hooded figures in the room, all bowing. I looked to the front of the room and saw a tall figure sitting in a high backed chair. Through the hood I could see two pairs of red eyes, Voldemort.
"Thanks to one of our own Death Eaters, Lucius Malfoy, we have figured out where Severus Snape and the young brat are living. If we did a surprise attack they would never know what hit them and they would both be dead after 15 minutes, I can guarantee it-"
I shot up from the bed, soaking sweat. We were still in the same quest room and it was dark out. Was the dream I just had real? Were they going to attack this home? I quietly got up and noticed I had no clothes on. I picked up the robe that was laying on the floor and shrugged it on. I started pacing the floor. Should I contact the Order? Was I finally going to have to defeat Voldemort?
I ran my hands through my hair and left the room. Where was Dumbledore? Did he stay at Hogwarts? Most of the teachers did, and most of the teachers were in the Order. I decided to go to Hogwarts and tell them. I found a few pieces of paper and transfigured them into a few articles of clothing.
I raced into the guest room from before. Severus was still asleep. I walked over to the side of the bed and gently pushed his hair away from his face.
"Sev...Severus." I whispered getting his attention. His eyelids fluttered slightly until they were focused.
"Harry?" He asked and abruptly sat up.
"Sev, I just had this dream, or prophecy thing. I need to go to Hogwarts and assemble the Order. Voldemort is planning to attack us, and kill us. Hurry and get dressed and we can leave." I said and walked out of the room I walked through the hallway and summoned my wand. It came around the corner and shot into my hand. I summoned my glasses and placed them on my nose.
I sat down on the stairs and waited for Severus. Not more then five minutes had passed when Severus came around the corner, his robes billowing. I looked at him grimly and stood. I took his hand, we walked out the door and apparated to Hogwarts.
The minute we got there we both raced up to the school. We darted through the hallways and came to stand before the entrance to Dumbledore's office.
"Shit, shit, shit. What's the password?" I asked myself. I looked at Severus and he looked stumped. "Please tell me you know it Severus." I said.
"Please tell me you know it Harry." He replied tartly. "I'm sorry, but this is really frustrating.
"My boys. What are you doing here, and at this hour?" I heard the old man's voice. I spun around and Dumbledore was in his night robes.
"Albus! I had this dream, or prophecy, or something and it was Voldemort! He's planning this attack so me and Severus left and came here. I didn't want to alert the Order unless it was for real." I said hurriedly. Just as I did my head exploded with pain. Shooting stars clouded my vision and I feel to my knees. I placed my hands on my head, and knew Voldemort was angry. He had figured out that me and Severus had left. I was just hoping he hadn't destroyed the house.
"Harry...Harry!"I heard Severus's voice. I tried to focus my vision and look him in the eyes. Just as I tried to do so the alarms went off, signaling someone unwanted had broken into Hogwart's grounds.
"He's here." I muttered and staggered to my feet, still clutching my scar. I stumbled through Hogwarts until I came face to face with the front doors. This was it. I was going to destroy him. All I had was my wand and courage and Severus by my side. That had to account for something.
With one hand I pushed the door open. It was then that I realized that most of the staff had formed behind me. they were going to help me. Then fingers intertwined with mine and I looked up at my love. I gave him a determined look and we walked into the night.
When we made it out the doors we saw a horrific sight. Hagrid's hut was in flames. there were hundreds of Death Eaters lined up and marching towards the school, emerging from the forest. Some of them were just randomly throwing flames or damaging spells every which way. Then I saw him. He was leading the pack. I lifted one foot at a time and stepped closer and closer to my fate. I placed one hand on my stomach and held my wand in the other. I was going to live. I had to for my three children, the fate of the world, and Severus.
Soon we were about 20 feet from the Death Eaters. Nobody moved for a moment, then all hell broke lose. Spells went flying and people feel to the ground. Some spells missed and hit the side of the school, or trees. Throughout the first minutes of mayhem neither me nor Voldemort moved, we just stared each other down.
"Look who has come to save the day. Sluty little Potter who's carrying three little bitches. This situation makes me laugh." He said and pushed his hood back. I could see the flames of hell in his eyes.
"Never call my children bitches, ever!" I shouted and took a step forward. Voldemort threw his head back and laughed.
"It doesn't matter anymore Potter, because they, like you, will die tonight." He said and from underneath his robes he pulled out a sword. So he wasn't going to make my death easy and painless.
"They will not die, and neither will I!" I shouted. My anger was giving me power. I took another step towards him. He lunged at me, the swords point just missing me.
"Potter you will not last long tonight. Severus will die along side you so do not fear." I mention of Severus's name made me think of him. I quickly glanced around the dead bodies and flying curses to look for him, big mistake. I suddenly felt a sharp pain across my stomach. I looked down and the sword was imbedded in the top have of my abdomen, my children. I gently pulled the sword out, my blood covering it.
"You...you killed them." I whispered. It seemed as if the entire battle had stopped. Everyone's attention had been turned to me. I placed both of my hands over to bleeding wound, trying to keep the blood in, trying to save my children.
The fury grew in me like nothing I had every experienced. I slowly got to my feet. I looked up and stared the most hated creature in the eye. I grabbed my bloody wand and pointed it at him. I gathered all the hate and hurt I had ever felt in my life and let it was over me. I was just a mass of hatred, and I liked it. With the last ounce of strength I had I shouted, for the entire world to hear, "AVADA KEDAVRA!," and Voldemort's lifeless body fell to the ground, right after mine did.
I saw swirling colors in my head. My entire body felt like lead. Had I died? Were my children okay? My children! Had they survived the blade. I could think of no way they could of. They were only a few days old. It would have been miracle if they did. Was Severus okay? When I looked around for him I couldn't find him. How many people had died to protect me? Was Voldemort really dead? These questions swam through my brain, making it hurt more. Then I heard voices, and lots of commotion. Maybe I wasn't dead. I gently tried to open my eyes. I saw a blur of colors, but then they focused.
"Harry? Harry?" I saw a pair of twinkling blue eyes.
"A-Al-bus." I managed to get out. "W-what...hap-pened?" I said.
"Harry, you have saved us all. Voldemort is dead." He said smiling. I nodded my head and instantly regretted it. I opened my eyes wider and noticed that I was in the Hospital Wing. Most of the beds were occupied.
"Who...died?" I asked Albus, still laying still.
"We lost many, but they died bravely. We lost Charlie Weasley, Proffesor Sprout, Madam Hooch, the Auror Kingsley, Neville Longbottom, the Patil Twins, and Susan Bones. Those are just a few." He said and I cried. All of those people lost? So some former students had come, for me. I sobbed and sobbed and Albus gave me my space. I finally composed myself enough to ask another question.
"Severus?" Was all I asked. Albus looked at me sadly. "Albus what happened to
Severus?" I yelled and loud as I could. "Please tell me he's not dead!" I said getting worried. I started shaking. What happened to him? I asked myself, silent tears streaming down my face.
"No my boy he is not dead. He was hit by a spell though. The spell has put him in Eternal
Sleep." The headmaster whispered, as if he were worried he would break my eardrums.
"No he's not. No he's not!' I said and then started giggling. "He is not in Eternal Sleep or whatever the hell you said. He's fine. I know it! He wouldn't leave me like that!" I yelled. Forgetting about the sword puncture I got out of the bed, numb to all feeling, and looked for Severus.
"Severus!" I yelled hobbling through the Hospital Wing. By then many people were looking at him, then I found him. He was lying on of the beds, his eyes shut and breathing even.
"Sev. I'm here Severus. It's going to be okay. We won." I whispered frantically trying to get a response from him. I took his hands and shook it slightly. I placed it against my face, loving the feel of it. I knew it was true. I knew he was hit by that god awful spell. I knew.
I slowly crawled into the bed, now noticed my stomachs pain, and curled up against Severus. I put my head against his chest and cried into it. Many people had gathered around the bed and watched me. Most of them had tears streaming down their own face. I didn't need pity from these people! I needed them to wake my Severus up!
Madam Pomfrey made her way over to me.
"My children?" I asked her, my face still buried in Severus's robes.
"They are still alive, but Harry, the sword caused some damage in your stomach, so I don't know how healthy they will be until they are born." She said slowly. I let out a shaky sigh, at least they were alive.
"And Severus? Will he ever wake up?" I asked again.
"I don't know Harry. I just don't know." She said. I hated that. I hated that the father of my children, the love of my life, might never wake up. He could stay like this forever. i wouldn't allow it. He would not stay asleep.
I decided to just go to sleep. It made the pain seem like a dream. Many of the adults tried to get me to move to a separate bed, but I refused. I wanted to stay with my Severus until he woke up. I fell asleep with that floating in my head. He would wake up.
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